[Sen Dog] Ganxta Ridd, whassup yo?
[Gxt Rid] It's a Tribe thang
[Verse One: B-Real]
Madman gonna get cha, quick with the cuente
See a gang, no there ain't no jugete
Rollin like a pyscho with the windows rolled down
Who you lookin at, you tryin to fade me clown?
Plato, si mon, you want static
When you reach for your gat to load your automatic
(Boo-yaa!!) Spittin out buckshots
Homey say blood claat, so you can call a pig
Cause no one could handle, I wind up, and loco
Insane in the brain, you get the bullet and
[Chorus: B-Real, Sen Dog]
A hole in your head
A hole in your f**kin head/A f**kin hole in your head
In your head!
A hole in the/your head, a hole in the/your head
You get a hole in the head (a hole in the head) in your motherf**kin head
Huh!/In your head
A hole in the head, a hole in the head
[Verse Two: B-Real]
Eight barrel pumpin, system thumpin
See a fine heina, c'mon baby jump in
I stop to cop, here let me tell you somethin
Me and you, bruca, we should be humpin
Honey likes the mack, homey's got her in the bag
But there's vato's rollin out, and they're stickin up the flag
He jumps out with the sag, hey where ya from homes?
white
warner
wants
three
thinkin
there
system
straight
still
stickin
stick
station
static
spittin
should
somethin
shank
right
repeat
reach
where
quick
pyscho
rolled
pushin
plato
picture
store
officer
central
chorus
verse
homey
button
thang
bacon
buckshot
broomstick
needs
scooby
brain
apply
windows
chrome
attitudes
tryin
cannot
alley
whassup
doobie
accusation
never
trips
rollin
automatic
better
tribe
handle
bullet
baffled
cause
madman
black
south
barrel
gonna
clown
really
comin
could
smells
dined
likes
westside
thumpin
eight
false
homeboy
wrong
forty
homes
check
lookin
blood
corner
honey
teamed
insane
lordy
jumps
motherf
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